I’m worried that the title may end up being longer then the actual post.
No, wait, I think I’m okay.
I don’t know how it is where you are but here, when we go to the supermarket and want a trolley, we have to put a Euro coin into the trolley to release it from the trolley corral. I guess people steal them or make karts with the wheels or... marry them or something. I don’t know. Whatever the reason, you need a Euro coin to get one.
But, invariably, when someone is going to get their trolley, someone else is putting theirs back and retrieving their precious Euro coin. So the person who wants a trolley stands and waits while the person with the trolley shoves it into the trolley-stack and dicks around with the coin-release thing and gets their coin and goes. Then the person who wants the trolley goes and puts their coin in and dicks with the release thing in order to get the trolley the other person just put back.
I watched this being taken to a crazy degree just today with a group of people who wanted trolleys all standing waiting around for the group of people to put their trolleys back.
For God’s Sake People…
Isn’t it obvious? If you want a trolley, and have your Euro, and someone is returning a trolley and wants their Euro back… just give them your Euro, take the trolley and save a full bloody minute of faffing-around for both of you.
Yes?
No.
It doesn’t happen. All right, it does sometimes - but not as often as it should.
People don’t want to talk to other people or, even more so, they do not want to be talked to. "This guy offering me a Euro for my trolley, he might give me a fake Euro, or mug me, or make improper suggestions to me…"
We’re all just becoming more and more insular and scared. Make a stand, build a bridge, if a little communication is mutually beneficial, do it. Sometimes it’ll work out, sometimes it won’t, but at least you’ve tried.
So, if I’m returning my trolley and you offer me a Euro and ask me for it, I will say…
… well, I’ll say ‘No’, actually.
I don’t know how it is where you are but here, when we go to the supermarket and want a trolley, we have to put a Euro coin into the trolley to release it from the trolley corral. I guess people steal them or make karts with the wheels or... marry them or something. I don’t know. Whatever the reason, you need a Euro coin to get one.
But, invariably, when someone is going to get their trolley, someone else is putting theirs back and retrieving their precious Euro coin. So the person who wants a trolley stands and waits while the person with the trolley shoves it into the trolley-stack and dicks around with the coin-release thing and gets their coin and goes. Then the person who wants the trolley goes and puts their coin in and dicks with the release thing in order to get the trolley the other person just put back.
I watched this being taken to a crazy degree just today with a group of people who wanted trolleys all standing waiting around for the group of people to put their trolleys back.
For God’s Sake People…
Isn’t it obvious? If you want a trolley, and have your Euro, and someone is returning a trolley and wants their Euro back… just give them your Euro, take the trolley and save a full bloody minute of faffing-around for both of you.
Yes?
No.
It doesn’t happen. All right, it does sometimes - but not as often as it should.
People don’t want to talk to other people or, even more so, they do not want to be talked to. "This guy offering me a Euro for my trolley, he might give me a fake Euro, or mug me, or make improper suggestions to me…"
We’re all just becoming more and more insular and scared. Make a stand, build a bridge, if a little communication is mutually beneficial, do it. Sometimes it’ll work out, sometimes it won’t, but at least you’ve tried.
So, if I’m returning my trolley and you offer me a Euro and ask me for it, I will say…
… well, I’ll say ‘No’, actually.
I don't use Euro coins. I’ve got one of those keyrings with a Euro shaped disk magnetically attached to it. I use that to get my trolley and I want to get it back.
So, sorry, no.
Hypocritical bugger, me.
